not enough cats

[weedguru_animal]

i cant relax,
the lack of weed is making life so real,
that i cant ignore the facts,
i am not happy to be here,
theres lots of dogs,
but not enough cats..

i was so headstrong,
refusing to listen to neone who suggested that my plan was wrong
i didnt know that i would feel this way as soon as i ran out of green to put in my bong..

yes the sun is shining,
but deep down im angry cos of all the unproductive reclining,
and for a return to the land where i feel so much more love,
my soul is pining.

maybe this city is cursed,
and i can never be happy here since the first bubble involving my blood line burst,
for the listless existance i feel here, i have no thirst...

if it wasnt for my lady id be insane,
a man with an internal conflict between the feelings in his heart and the thoughts in his brain,
maybe, just maybe, this place holds too much memory of mine and my mothers pain.............

im a melbournian by birth,
but no trueblue aussie purist..
the only way for me to be newhere near content here,
is to assume the position of a tourist..................